Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.

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oh phrases, grand and furtive -
always ... "always", you confessed me ... "until the stars themselves grow cold ... " "and far, far beyond their spin." my heart was young ... it was as dew of the dawning - fresh, sparkling with fascination, ready to soak the brightness from day. foolish lad ... callow and foolish ... so hungry for the fruits of life and love, that words were served up as the bloom of the banquet, dripping in the guises that time and reality would come to scald. oh, wisdom is the blade that cuts the chaff, that severs all those once-heartfelt sprouts of romance and fire from their green and ripe fastenings ... aye, I still taste the sweet of those honeyed phrases, the ones I placed all matter and intent within ... the words that wound the threads of our hearts to a rope, secure, and I wonder, with all wonder and awe, how, if they were so genuine - so sacred - can they be so frayed and fallow now? naught but ashes to the cold wind ... embers gutted to the dark ... of Heaven. ~ 3rd Place ~ in the "Strand Choice G, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
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